I'm so sorry I've accidentally deleted most of my reviews! I did read them all and I am so grateful for all the love! I almost discontinued this story but I will try to finish! Just to clarify, when I said in the last chapter about two souls becoming whole, I meant they had sex. Ok! So now that's sorted! Please review and give me some help to continue it! I will try to respond to the next set of reviews! Thank you everyone.

The world has ground to a halt. As she awakens, it is still dark and her body still tingles as she recalls the passionate events of the previous night. So soon. It's not fair. To have a plan. Faye had a plan and that plan was to wait it out. To stay with Ben. But it changes now. It is not hard to risk her own life. But to risk the life of her child. No. This changes everything.

Cool lips press on her shoulder and she gasps. The tears are threatening to tumble down but she blinks them away. Save them Fayne. There is much more suffering to come.

"I love you," Ben whispers. His warm hands soothe the icy chill spreading along her arms. This is where doubt seeps in. She wasn't looking for it before. But the most contagious disease is an idea. The idea is there. That Kylo Ren is irredeemable. That he cannot be saved.

Yet the darkness is there. Like the foul taste of bile in the throat, it will not go away and it is at her core. It is attacking the foundations.

"I love you too dear," she whispers, reaching up to grip his hand. She squeezes it. She wants to remember every detail. How their fingers fit perfectly, the massive scar on his palm from when he took a knife for her in the Outer Rim. Never forget this moment. When there was nothing in the world but Fayne and her best friend, her husband and now the father of her child. Things will not be so simple forever.

"Tell me I can trust you," she says quietly, closing her eyes.

She senses his hesitation. "What?"

She turns over in the bed to face him. "Can I trust you?"

Nothing is said for a few moments. He's trying to work her out. She can see it in the way his gaze never leaves hers. The cogs are turning behind those eyes.

"Did I not make a vow to you?" Ben asks. "To love you unconditionally, to serve yo with everything that I am . . ."

"A promise that I also made," Fayne responds. "So tell me Ben. Do you regret it?"

He looks like she's just slapped him. "Never."

"But with all your power . . ."

"Is nothing without someone to share it with," Ben concludes. "You can trust me Love."

Is she crazy? Is she a physcopath for loving this man? In the early days of their marriage, Fayne thought so. She had horrible dreams, visions. Bodies lying in the snow, as the Knights of Ren cut down hundreds. The elderly, the infirm . . . children? She never saw. But the suspicion never left her mind. There is more to this than her desires, than her affections. And as much as she hopes that Ben's heart is still good, if she is wrong . . . no. She cannot tell him. And that means that for the first time in ten years, her heart is flying away from her soul mate. Away from him. Maybe it is for the best.

"Would you ever hurt me?" Fayne asks. We need courage, courage to ask questions and hear answers that we don't want to know.

"No!"

Both of them jump slightly as his loud shout echoes through the lonely room.

"No Fayne, never!" He's taking her hands now, drawing her gaze with pleading eyes and soft kisses over her clammy hands. Maybe he doubts her. Maybe he doubts himself. But her apprehension is filling her up so quickly that it as if she is drowning in quick sand. Is this man evil? Does he love her as he swore to? Or is Fayne about to lose someone else she loves? She can't take that chance. She has to make him answer the question that she has been asking herself since the beginning.

"You don't understand what you mean to me do you? You are the only one who has ever stood by me, the only person that ever believed I Could be something better . . ."

"Then why am I different?!" she spits, shoving her husband away. It has been too long. This was always at the centre. She cannot deny thistle truth any longer. If he cannot see this, then Ben Solo really is gone. Then the world will fall away for Fayne Dae.

"You murdered hundreds of people . . ." Even as she is speaking, his eyes for once, do not rise to hers. They stay steadfast, fixed to the ground, his head hanging like a man lined up for execution

"Sons, wives, children!"

And then his eyes do not meet hers. And she sees something . . . something that hits her like a fist to the stomach. Someone that she never dreamed she would see in his eyes. It's darkness. It's anger. And as he rises to his full height and his voice booms through the silence, she has to fight to stand her ground. Not to back away. Even when he comes so close that she can see the shadows swirling in his brown eyes.

"You don't understand Fayne," he hisses. "They are like wheat beneath the chaff, weak and breakable. You asked me what makes you different, that you are strong. From the moment I saw you all those years ago, you have always been strong. That's what makes you different."

"Ah yes," she says, her voice dipping into a deep octave. "Only the strong will survive and other choices that you do not have the right to make."

"I have the only right Fayne!" he yells, pointing a finger at her face.

She starts. Even as the absence of sound descends, the discomfort of his shout is still fresh. It is a wound that should never have been inflicted. And now the cut has been made. And it cannot be closed. It is the first awakening. And the first warning to Fayne that this man, though the object of her heart, is not an angel.

"No. You only deceive yourself into thinking you do. Trust you? I don't even know who you are anymore. Ben Solo . . ."

"Is dead. A weak man of submission. I am Kylo Ren."

"Funny. Because I don't remember marrying him."

He lowers his hands. His unfaltering eyes scan her body and he curses under his breath, a massive sigh escaping him. "I won't lose you. You don't understand now. You're tense, like you're expecting me to hurt you even when you know I wouldn't lay a finger on you in anger. You don't see that I'm right. But soon you will. When I have taken full control."